velcro shoes... nooooooooooo!!!

I went to the doctor today to get the foot looked at. She took the bandages off and now I only have to wear a much smaller (and less fatter) wrap on it, and I can take regular showers again!!!!! I was getting really sick of putting a big old plastic bag on my foot every time.

But they gave me another shoe to wear on foot; one that would stay on better, and it has *gasp* velcro straps. Oh, the Horror!!!!

I used to tease my dad mercilessly about his velcro strap shoes as a teenager; I was sooo embarrassed by them. I tried to tell him how hopelessly out of date they were. He finally bought cool shoes -- and so the irony is especially painful.

Other than that, my day went rather uneventfully. I survived my double shift, fueled up on loads of coffee, went to bed for a few hours before I went back to work (and kept waking up thinking I had to get up now because I was thinking it was England time and I was late).

I think I'll sleep til about noon tomrrow and perhaps I'll be recovered. :P

never knew missing someone could hurt so much

This time, its been alot harder to go back home and be apart. I feel like part of my heart has been ripped out of me; like part of me is missing. I never used to understand those stories where girls would pine for the man they loved... I thought it was silly. Well... now I'm doing it, and I can't help it.

The good thing is -- is that when we are down, God is there for us, and He can fill the void with his presence. And... three months isn't that long. I'll survive, and we'll be together soon.